Then, having swallowed the milk in great gulps and the bread in great bites, she shut her eyes and lay back again in bed. "Shan't I bring you anything else?" Jane asked. "No," said the invalid, "not by no means, and I'll trouble you to get out and keep out and don't make a noise in the morning, for I want my last hours to be peaceful, and I'm going to take a screw-driver and fix my thoughts firmly to heaven at once." Jane went softly out. CHAPTER XI SHE SLEEPS THE next morning Susan felt perturbed. "She'll take up a whole week of our happy visit, and I can't bear to lose a minute. The time's going too fast, anyhow." Lorenzo Rath came in shortly after. He and Madeleine and Emily Mead were in and out daily to suit themselves by this time. "Do you know, Mrs. Croft has gone off, nobody knows where," he said gravely; "she's left no address, and people say she'll never come back." Susan threw up her hands with a wail. "Oh, Jane, she _has_ left that dreadful old woman on us for life; I'll just bet anything folks knew exactly that she meant to do it when they talked to me so. What _will_ Matilda say when she comes back?" Jane was silent a minute. "It's no use doubting what one really believes," she said finally. "I do really believe that I came here for a good purpose, and I know that I had a good purpose in inviting Mrs. Croft. I'm taught that to doubt is like pouring ink into the pure water of one's good intentions, and I won't doubt. I refuse to." "But if you go back to where you come from and leave me with Matilda and old Mrs. Croft, I'll be dead or I'll wish I was dead,--it all comes to the same thing," cried poor Susan. "Auntie," said Jane firmly, "I shan't leave you alone with Aunt Matilda and Mrs. Croft, you needn't fear." "Oh," said Susan, her face undergoing a lightning transformation, "if you'll stay here, I'll keep Mrs. Croft or anybody else, with pleasure." "What, even me?" laughed Lorenzo. "I'd like to keep you," said Susan warmly. "I think you're one of the nicest young men I ever knew." "I'd like to stay," said Lorenzo, looking at Jane. She lifted up her eyes and they had a peculiar expression. Just then Emily Mead came in. "Only think," she said, directly greetings were over, "people say Mrs. Croft drew all their money out of the bank before she left. Everybody says she's deserted her mother-in-law completely." "Jane, it really is so," said Susan; "she really is gone." Jane looked steadily into their three faces. "If I begin worrying and doubting, of course there'll be a chance to worry and trouble, because I'm the strongest of you all," she said gravely, "but I won't go down and live in the world of worry and trouble under any circumstances. I know that only good can come of Mrs. Croft's being here. I _know_ it!" "I wish that I could learn how you manage such faith," said the young artist. "I'd try it on myself,--yes, I would, for a fact."